The soft and sticky crown princess is reborn and throws herself into the arms of the crown prince

"Princess, are you ready to try on your wedding dress?" Su Qinghuan asked with a calm smile on her face, looking at Mu Peiyun steadily.

Mu Peiyun nodded: "Thank you for your presence."

Su Qinghuan waved to the maid behind her, and then a group of palace maids carrying wedding dresses came in from outside the door.

Mu Peiyun then went into the inner room, and when he came out, he looked brand new.

The vermilion brocade, embroidered with phoenix and cloud patterns, looks extremely gorgeous yet just the right amount of understated.

Mu Peiyun was not wearing any makeup, but the color of the wedding dress made her fair skin look even fairer. This is what it means to be a beauty like a painting in the clouds!

Su Qinghuan was slightly stunned for a moment and then said: "The princess is really good-looking. I think the phrase 'a thousand years of unrivalled beauty' refers to people like the princess."

She had made many clothes for the nobles in the palace, but no one had ever worn her works so gracefully and elegantly. Was Princess Qingning a natural clothes hanger?

Mu Qingqing watched from the side and actually felt a little sad. This was her daughter whom she had spoiled since she was a child, and now she was about to become a wife.

The days passed by like a flash, and they went by so fast. She looked like she was when she married the prime minister in her wedding dress.

"Okay, okay." Mu Qingqing wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said with emotion.

"Why are you crying, mother? But what did your daughter do to make you cry?" Mu Peiyun walked to Mu Qingqing worriedly and asked with concern.

Mu Qingqing just shook her head, reached out and held Mu Peiyun's hand and asked Su Qinghuan: "Excuse me, Master Su, do you need to take a look at this wedding dress? Does it need any modification?"

Su Qinghuan looked her up and down, then walked over to stand behind Mu Peiyun and gently slid across her waist. He couldn't help but sigh: "The princess has a slim figure. She can wear this wedding dress very well. It is my honor."

Mu Qingqing's eyebrows curved, with a gratified smile on her face. Su Qinghuan couldn't help but think that it was no wonder that Princess Qingning was so beautiful, because she took after the Prime Minister's wife.

"Master, you are too modest. It is because you made this wedding dress so well that I won't lose face when I wear it." Mu Peiyun nodded slightly.

"As long as the wedding dress fits you, I will not bother you any more and will return to the palace first."

After Su Qinghuan left, Mu Peiyun changed out of her wedding dress, sat next to Mu Qingqing, held her hand and whispered, "Mother, can't bear to leave your daughter?"

Mu Qingqing's tears began to well up in her eyes again. Could it be that this child was deliberately trying to make her sad?

"Yun'er has grown up and is about to get married."

"Mother, even if I get married, I will come back to see you often. And now that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has moved to the Crown Prince's Mansion, it will be more convenient for me to come back to visit you."

Mu Peiyun said, moving the stool to get close to Mu Qingqing and said coquettishly: "Besides, mother, there is still some time before the wedding, and my daughter has not married yet."

Mu Qingqing reached out and gently stroked Mu Peiyun's head and said softly: "Silly girl, how can a married daughter always go back to her parents' home? Wouldn't that make people laugh? What if the Crown Prince is upset?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as these words came out, Mu Peiyun suddenly stood up, stared at Mu Qingqing seriously and said: "Mother, His Highness will not do that."

Yes, he wouldn't. She could clearly feel that no matter when, no matter what he became, he would still be as good to her as before, even though the affection in his eyes was no longer there.

Mu Qingqing chuckled and hugged Mu Peiyun again: "Silly girl, you haven't even gotten married yet, but you're already turning your elbows outward."

Silly girl, your father and mother have no way to refuse the emperor's will, and have no choice but to marry you to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. I hope the Crown Prince is a good person.

Anqing year, August 15th, Mid-Autumn Night.

wedding.

Mu Peiyun did not sleep well that night. With joy and excitement about her wedding, she forced herself to stay awake until the second half of the night and fell into a deep sleep around midnight.

On the other side, Mu Yunxu squinted his eyes, wishing he could fall asleep on the chessboard right away, but the person sitting opposite him was staring at him with deep eyes, and the chill in his eyes woke him up a lot.

"Brother Crown Prince, don't you have to marry the Crown Princess tomorrow? Why don't you rest yet? You look so energetic, are you nervous?"

Upon hearing this, Mu Yunchen glanced at Mu Yunxu and then said slowly, "I am not tired."

"But my royal brother, I..." I'm sleepy!!! But when he met Mu Yunchen's eyes, Mu Yunxu immediately changed the subject: "Your humble servant will accompany you."

Mu Yunchen thought about it for a while. Nervous? It was natural to be nervous about the first wedding, but besides that, he was actually looking forward to it.

I look forward to the woman who impatiently dealt with Mu Yunyu in the Huguo Temple, the woman who expressed her loyalty to General Bai at his birthday banquet, the woman who calmly analyzed the pros and cons of the current situation in the carriage, and the woman who rarely showed her innocence.

With a hostess like this in the future, the Prince's Mansion will probably be much more lively.

Thinking of this, Mu Yunchen's mouth curled up unconsciously, and the scene of her closing her eyes and making a wish to the lantern by the lake that day appeared in her mind.

"Hey, brother? What's wrong with you?" Mu Yunxu pouted. It was obviously him who insisted on playing chess with him, but now he was dazed.

Mu Yunchen came back to his senses: "What's wrong?"

Mu Yunxu pointed at the chessboard with a suspicious look on his face and said, "I've played, it's your turn, brother."

Mu Yunchen then casually picked up a chess piece and placed it on the board. Mu Yunxu looked at the position he placed his chess piece and was instantly dissatisfied. This showed how much he looked down on him that he let him win to such an extent.

She looked up and couldn't help wanting to complain about her brother the Crown Prince, but as soon as she raised her eyes, she saw that he was in high spirits.

Mu Yunxu understood instantly and smiled proudly. Isn’t this the spring love described in the storybooks?

"Brother, Princess Qingning will be your Crown Princess tomorrow, so there is no need for you to rush."

You are so happy. Fortunately, the imperial sister is not here. If she saw you like this, who knows how she would scold you.

Mu Yunchen's face darkened, he calmed down and raised his eyebrows and asked: "Am I anxious?"

Mu Yunxu: Not in a hurry? Have you ever seen a prince from any dynasty marry a princess and personally go to the mansion to pick her up?

Since ancient times, when a prince got married, he would first go to the Wenhua Palace to wait. How could my own royal brother do this and insist on going to the Prime Minister's Mansion to pick someone up?

Ugly time.

Mu Yunchen looked at the person sleeping on the chessboard, waved to the maid, brought a cloak and covered him with it, then got up and returned to the bedroom.

Looking at the wedding dresses neatly laid out aside, I felt an indescribable feeling in my heart.

In the past, he only thought that getting married was the most direct way to consolidate his position, and Qingning was the most suitable candidate.

Later, thanks to her half-sister, he saw her talking to Mu Yunyu in the Huguo Temple. She just wanted to make trouble for Mu Yunyu.

But now, after having contact with her, I suddenly realized that there was more than just exploitation between us, but something else was growing.